A glitzy nightclub, late in the night.
In the dizzying lights of the hallway.
Yin Qin widens his eyes, looking at Luo Xiaolang in front of him.
His gaze drops to her face, incredibly close to his. He feels her lips against his—an unfamiliar sensation.
It lasts only a second.
Yin Qin jumps away as if jolted.
In that moment, he sobers up, seething with anger. "What the hell, Luo Xiaolang! What are you doing?"
"..." Luo Xiaolang is utterly confused.
Isn't he the one who's always causing trouble?!
She honestly doesn't understand. Why is Yin Qin overreacting all of a sudden?
"Why did you kiss me?!" Yin Qin looks genuinely angry!
Luo Xiaolang just keeps staring at him.
It's just a kiss, right?
Is there really a need for such an overreaction?
She truly believes Yin Qin is different from normal people.
She pushes him away.
She thinks Yin Qin probably doesn't need her to accompany him home anymore.
He seems spirited enough.
Might as well call a chauffeur.
